User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Redwall Wars: A Deadly Turn/@comment-26255114-20150329041648/@comment-26141072-20150401021900

Rosebrush jolted out of her hammock and cursed, before weaving her way over towards where all the crew were congregating.

The speech was to her, to say the least, an 'eyebrow-raiser.'  Since when had the Long Patrol gotten itself a fleet, and since when had they ever travelled up to the North Coast? Shrugging, she decided to just go with the flow. At any rate, a Long Patrol Fleet would certainly mean trouble, and they must have a reason for going to the North Coast. . . no concern on her part. Flicking some dust off her blade, she tuned in as the speech elaborated. Ah. Fisherbeasts and no Long Patrols up at the North Coast. That made sense. Questions? She had one.

"Isn't da weather freezin' cold an' awful up at the North Coasts?"